Allen's head hit the cold, hard, theater floor loud and fast, but the boy didn't care. He was too intoxicated with the feel of Kanda's lips on his own that he could have fallen onto a bed of spikes and not have noticed. How this had happened was all a blur to even Allen, but the younger didn't want it to stop anytime soon.

Kanda was a different story. During one of the romantic highpoints of the movie, the raven's lips had just sort of…fallen onto Allen's. A collision, if you will. But now, with his fingers tangled in Allen's soft, white hair, Kanda was extremely thankful that they had chosen to sit in the back row.

-

Hot, soothing water trickled down Allen's body and down onto the floor of the shower, along with the suds from his shampoo. It was about eight in the morning, and the birds outside were chirping. The best part of it was, however, that Kanda was still asleep, and that meant Allen had the apartment to himself.

"Moyashi, are you in here?" a slurred voice then asked, the door to the bathroom slowly opening.

"S-sempai?" Allen stammered, making sure the shower curtain was securely closed. "Don't come in! I'm in the shower!"

"Shut up. I just need my toothbrush." The only sounds heard in the bathroom following that statement were the thump of Kanda's feet and the spraying of the shower nozzle. Then, the loud click of Kanda turning out the light as he left the room.

Which, of course, left Allen in the dark.

"Sempai? You turned out the light," the silver-haired boy started awkwardly, his eyes adjusting to the lack of brightness. They couldn't, however, for there was no light to be seen. Furthermore, there was no reply from Kanda to be heard.

Grumbling, Allen thrust open the shower curtain and stepped out of the tub, flailing his arms in front of him. His body involuntarily shivered at the sudden drop of temperature in the room, but he continued forward, trying to feel around for the light switch.

"Aha! Found it!" Allen then exclaimed triumphantly, reaching outwards. At that exact moment in time, the bathroom door was flung open and hit Allen square in the jaw, causing him to stumble backwards. He hit the wall harder than he would have hoped and, as a result, slid down to the cold, wet floor. To add insult to injury, all he saw when the blinding pain subsided was Kanda gawking at his nude form in the doorway.

"Out! Get out!" Allen screeched, slamming the door closed in the older boy's face with his foot. Throwing his head back, the younger boy let out a scream. The light was still off, and he was practically back where he had started. It was very hard to keep your cool in times like these.

"I'm done," Allen then muttered to himself, yanking what he was positive to be a towel off of the sink and wrapping it around his waist, standing up. He exited the bathroom and meandered into the kitchen, where Kanda was seated at the table. reading the newspaper. He looked up.

"Moyashi, are you okay?" Kanda asked, peering over at the dripping boy.

"Uh-huh. I'm fine," Allen replied bitterly, trudging to the apartment bedroom.

"You, uh…you have conditioner in your hair."

"It's leave in conditioner." And with that, Allen disappeared from view, leaving the strong scent of lavender behind him. Kanda wrinkled his nose and turned back to his paper.

Allen had been acting a little off ever since the movie last night, and Kanda found it to be more than a little obnoxious. Moyashi was so hard to read sometimes. If they were going to be living together, then some things were going to have to change.

"But," Kanda started, taking a sip from his coffee, "He's only here because I won't let him leave." He paused.

"Why is that…?"

-

Allen plopped down face first into the fluffy, full sized bed placed in the center of Kanda's bedroom. He knew he was getting the sheets all wet, but he was sleeping there now anyway. It was something he had to deal with.

"I'm tired of playing games with him!" Allen yelled into the mattress, his voice muffled. "Does he like me or not?"

"Moyashi!" a triumphant voice then yelled, followed by the sound of the room door being opened. Once again, Kanda got an eyeful of Allen's naked butt, but the silver-haired boy immediately snapped his towel back on, standing back up.

"Sempai, what am I to you?" the younger asked suddenly, crossing his arms across his chest. Kanda blinked.

"My tutor," he replied simply.

"I'm not your friend?" Allen asked, somewhat hurt.

"I guess we're friends."

"What do you think of me?"

The strange string of questions would not stop. Kanda gave Allen a look that blatantly said, "You're high."

"You're annoying, most of the time," Kanda replied bluntly, taking a step forward. "That's why I came in here."

"That's not what I mean, Sempai. Am I ugly? Am I not?" Allen stressed on, uncrossing his arms and bringing them to his chest.

"Er…you…look, Moyashi, I don't like you all that much," Kanda responded awkwardly, not at all liking the sudden turn of events. "Listen: I came in here to tell you that you can go."

"Eh?"

"I know I've been holding you captive, but that was just for moral support. You can go home now," the raven continued, his voice somewhat choked. He didn't know why, but kicking Allen out was proving to be a harder task than he had anticipated.

"I don't want to go," Allen replied quietly, looking down.

"Why not? Yesterday, you-"

Before Kanda could finish his sentence, he was mercilessly tackled to the ground. He could remember Allen's hair getting him wet, and then shock.

-

Lavi hummed tunelessly while walking up the sunshine trail to Kanda's apartment. In his right hand, he held a McDonald's kids meal box which he was eating a chicken nugget out of, and in his left hand, he held a Lowes bag. In the bag was the lock he had so gratefully picked out for his raven-haired friend, hoping that it would alleviate the pain he might receive if Kanda had found out that someone had peed on his sofa.

"Oh, there ain't no bugs on me…" Lavi continued sang off-key, knocking once on Kanda's door. After ten seconds and no answer, Lavi opened it, walking into the house and setting his bags down on the kitchen isle.

Yo, Yu! I'm baaack!" Lavi exclaimed, checking in the bathroom and then the closet for human life. He turned to the bedroom and thrust open the door.

"Whoa," the redhead then greeted the two boys. Kanda, on his back and on the floor, was being pinned down by Allen, who was, one by one, plucking out the older boy's hairs.

"H-help me!" Kanda groaned, turning his desperate face to meet Lavi's.

"I did. I got you a lock," was the chipper reply. Allen was forced off of the older boy and onto his own back as Kanda stood up, brushing dust off of his nightshirt.

"Nice…outfit," Lavi complimented sarcastically, looking the angry man up and down.

"I was attacked! In my own home!" Kanda yelled out of the blue, pointing a shaking finger at Allen.

"You know what you two need? Relationship counseling," Lavi offered, nodding. Kanda blinked.

"We're not in a relationship," he replied.

"That's the kind of attitude these counselors can fix."

Allen secretly sneaked out of the room while the two boys continued bickering and walked into the kitchen, opening the medicine cabinet. He popped a Tylenol capsule into his mouth and chugged down a glass of orange juice, trying to fix his throbbing headache.

Sighing, he sat down on the floor, too tired to make it to the couch. It seemed that there was more Allen had to teach Kanda then just math.

a/n: In my opinion, this chapter went from okay, to bad, to worse. But the next one will (hopefully) be better. Read and review, please.